"Any regrets, Mrs. Star?" he asked, wrapping his arms around her waist.
Sabrina leaned back against his chest, gazing up at the stars beginning to appear in the darkening sky. "Only that it took us so long to get here."
"I think we needed those years," Walker said thoughtfully. "To become the people who could really build a life together."
She turned in his arms, her expression serious but full of love. "Promise me one thing?"
"Anything."
"No more separations. Whatever comes next, we do it as a team."
Walker sealed the promise with a kiss, then rested his forehead against hers. "As a team," he agreed. "Always."
Behind them, the celebration continued, laughter and music drifting across the water. But in this moment, there was only the two of them, the lake, and the future stretching before them—uncertain, perhaps, but bright with possibility.
As they stood together on the dock, arms wrapped around each other under the star-filled sky, Walker realized that this—this moment, this woman, this life—was what he'd been fighting for all along, even when he hadn't known it.
And it had been worth every battle, every scar, every moment of hardship to reach this point.
"I love you," he whispered against her hair.
"I love you too," Sabrina replied, her voice carrying across the water like a promise. "Forever."
As the party wound down and the newlyweds prepared to leave for their honeymoon, Reed's phone rang. He checked the caller ID and stepped away from the group, his expression immediately shifting to business mode.
James noticed and raised an eyebrow at his older brother when Reed returned.
"Problem?" he asked quietly.
Reed glanced around to ensure they weren't overheard. "Maybe. Need to check on something in Prague. An old contact just surfaced with information about one of Kraslov's associates we never caught."
James nodded, immediately understanding. "I can come with you. When do we leave?"
"Tonight. The jet's already being prepped." Reed gave his younger brother an appreciative look. "You sure? You just got back stateside."
"I'm sure," James replied without hesitation. "Walker got his happy ending. Let's make sure it stays that way."
Terrel, who had overheard, approached his brothers. "So what am I supposed to do while you two run off to Europe?"
Reed shrugged, a hint of mischief in his eyes. "Stay here. Someone should represent the family at breakfast tomorrow."
Terrel scoffed but nodded. "Fine. But next time, I get the international mission and one of you gets stuck with the small talk."
As Walker and Sabrina waved goodbye to their guests and climbed into the waiting car, Reed caught Walker's eye and gave him a subtle nod. No words were necessary between them—a lifetime of brotherhood had taught them to communicate without speaking.
The message was clear: You take care of your family. We'll take care of the rest.
Terrel watched his two older brothers slip away from the reception, shook his head with a smile, and headed back.
The Star brothers were back to business, and somehow, that felt exactly right.
Bonus Epilogue
Sabrina
Sabrina stared at the test in her trembling hands, hardly daring to believe what she was seeing. Two pink lines. Unmistakable. She took a deep breath and sat down on the edge of the bathtub, her knees suddenly weak.
Pregnant. She was pregnant.
